tomorrow stopped by
looking fresh as always
as yesterday was getting ready to leave
had errands to take care of before midnight
that’s what she told us anyway
still managed to have a cup of tea together
the three of us
a tradition, after all
something was different this time though
like it has always been lately
cordial, but tense in a sense
I am getting tired of all this
will they ever leave me alone I wonder
I need to disappear for a while
to find a peace of mind somewhere else
can they even survive without me?
I shouldn’t really care, should I?
after all, I am today,
the son of time, the daughter of existence
the one chosen by the present.
Copyright © A.O. Taner | Year Posted 2020
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